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Friday, April 24, 2009

Three weeks before the new movie opens, it seems behoovy to to remember that love survives time, alterations, and even near doom (even if this movie's dreadful, it won't be the first failed Star Trek film). The poem's by Shakespeare, the music is Bach's Cello Suite No. 1, Prelude; and, as always, a huge thanks to Trekcore.com for the screencaps. I didn't set out to specialize in poetry-set-to-Star-Trek slide shows, but I seem to have. Pretty soon you could teach high school English with my vids!(I also didn't know until a couple days later that April 23 is considered Shakespeare's birthday.)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; Is is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

--William Shakespeare

This one's for bink, for staying with me in the hospital, among other things.

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